Chapter 5
Viveca whimpered in sudden fear. Her round green eyes stared up in mingled apprehension and shock at the enormous phallus which projected obscenely from between Brutus' wide spread legs.
She stared at the fat, reddish, mushroom-shaped knob. She stared at the puckered, oozing glans.
She stared at the fat, vein-latticed sides which throbbed visibly.
Good Lord, it looked gargantuan!!
Brutus reached down and grabbed a hank of her hair again, hauling her face forward brutally.
The fat, bobbing pole of his mighty truncheon waved in her face, looming up before her eyes like an apparation.
The hot, pungent scent of his manhood fanned in Viveca's quivering nostrils, and she found the aroma strangely scintillating.
"LICK IT, SLUT!" Hank roared, bringing the birch rod down across her tender buttocks sharply.
She gave a little scream of pain and leaned forward, puckering her lips and pressing them against the pulpy, heart-shaped head.
Her tongue darted out and swiped over the knobby corona, tasting the droplet of translucent pre-come which glistened there.
"Yeah, lick that big horse dick, slut! Lick it good!"
Viveca's tongue whisked rapidly to and fro across the tip of the cock, getting it wet and juicy.
She was finding that the taste wasn't as unpleasant as she had anticipated. In fact, it was strangely alluring.
She lapped and licked and sucked at Brutus' fistlike cockhead, and then slowly worked her way down to the huge, pulsating trunk.
Her pouting, moistened lips brushed back and forth across the throbbing, vein-latticed sides of the large, throbbing slab of manmeat, feathering it with her soft, small tongue, making the big stud grunt and shudder with lust.
Brutus' small beady eyes glistened with animalistic excitement and he smirked as he gazed down at the sight of the hot little sixteen year old slut slurping away at his fat prong.
He dug his fingers cruelly into her hair, moving her face up and down the length of his rod, loving the feeling of her satiny mouth against his bulbous prick.
"Now, suck it, slut!" Hank ordered hoarsely.
The millionaire sadist was crouched down, his dark eyes blazing as he watched the castaway girl lapping and laving at the brutish henchman's horsedick.
"Open your mouth as wide as you can, bitch, and take his cockhead inside!"
Brutus tightened his grip on Viveca's hair, sending needles of sharp pain cutting through her scalp.
She whimpered, and obeyed Hank's harsh command.
She yawned her jaws as wide apart as she could.
She stretched them until they felt as though they were about to snap.
But still, the fat, fist-like projection seemed to large for her dainty oral orifice to accommodate.
Impatiently, Brutus hauled her forward, mashing the pulpy tip between her circled lips, scraping against her teeth and forcing it into her mouth.
Viveca gave a strangled gurgling sound as she felt the enormous dick head slide over her curled tongue and mash against the roof of her mouth.
Her eyes bulged, her jaw ached. But she had taken it.
Brutus grunted in satisfaction, swirling his hips and twitching his big hard meat as he felt the warmth and wetness of her tight mouth encircle his mushroom-shaped crown.
He clamped both of his hands in a vise-like grip around the back of her head and dug his fingers in hard.
Then, he slowly began to ram his hips back and forth, at the same time forcefully jerking her face toward him with his hands.
Viveca's eyes bugged out even farther and her face turned several shades of green.
She couldn't believe what the brute was doing now!!
Inch after inch of the fat, thick horsedick was being force-fed into her aching mouth!
She was sure her jaws would snap.
She gave a muffled cry of protest, but almost instantly, her throat was stopped up by the thick, pulpy prick head.
With an impatient growl, Brutus steadied her jerking head and plowed forward with all his might.
Slowly, his enormously thick cock began to ram its way down the terrified, gagging girl's slender, constricting throat.
Her eyes were glazing over. Her face was blanched.
She was shuddering like a leaf in the wind.
She was beginning to see spots behind her eyes.
What was he DOING to her???
His gargantuan joint had stuffed its way down her throat, stretching her gullet wide as it drove in deeper and deeper and deeper still.
Finally, her little perky upturned nose and puckered red lips were mashed against the leather undershorts through which the fat log of flesh and gristle protruded.
The entire foot long cock meat was totally lodged in her aching mouth and throat.
Oh My God!! she thought desperately. I'm going to choke to death on this mammoth member!! I can't breathe, and my hands are tied!!
Her head was beginning to spin and she heard a dim ringing in her ears.
Just then, however, Brutus relaxed the grip on the back of her head and pulled back, drawing about half of his heavy, meaty phallus out of her aching throat.
She was able to suck down a painful lungful of badly needed oxygen, and gave a choked sob of relief.
But before she had time to say "Jack Robinson" he slammed that big heavy foot long sex tool to the root down her throat once more.
Brutus was making gutteral grunting and snorting sounds like a boar in rut, pumping his hips back and forth in savage, lusty thrusts, sliding his heavy root in and out, in and out, of Viveca Sothby's gulping gullet.
She soon was forced to regulate her breathing to the rhythm of his thrusts, and it didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore to have that impossibly gargantuan slab of manmeat slapping in and out of her distended oral orifice.
Moist squelching sounds accompanied the disappearance of the fat, long tool as it fucked in and out of Viveca's hot throat.
Brutus groaned and grunted in satisfaction, churning his hips, loving the feeling of the hot tight throat muscles swirling around his bulging member.
Viveca's throat felt warm and ached deliciously. It started to feel good to have that lusty tool pumping in and out so vigorously.
She started to suck at the fat base of the cock, whisking her tongue back and forth along the underside of Brutus' tool, feeling it jerk and spasm in excitement as she sucked and licked at it.
"UNH! UNH! UNH!" Brutus moaned thickly. "SUCK MY HUGE MEAT, YOU HOT LITTLE TRAMP!! YOU GONNA MAKE ME SHOOT MY GOOEY JISM!! YEAH! YEAH!! YEAH!!! YAAAARRRRRGH!"
He battered into her face mercilessly, practically ripping her hair out by the roots, plunging his pecker violently back and forth.
Finally, he pulled it back abruptly until the fat, pulpy knob was resting on her wriggling pink tongue.
Viveca's eyes grew bigger as she felt the cock grow thicker and bigger and hotter on her tongue.
Suddenly, Brutus started to ejaculate.
A huge, thick gob of steaming man juice catapulted up his tubes and hosed violently into Viveca's mouth, squirting over her tongue and against the back of her throat.
Gob after gob of the searing, pungent stuff jetted from Brutus' heavy, virile balls into the castaway's gulping mouth.
Viveca's senses whirled. She didn't know what this funny stuff was, but it sure tasted good! Salty and pungent and sexy.
She sucked and slurped greedily at Brutus' squirting member, quaffing every last drop of his heavy libations as they sprayed from his balls into her mouth.
Brutus groaned and shuddered, his big body heaving with carnal culmination, his eyes moist and bright like marbles, slobber oozing from the corners of his lips.
Hank Dubloon had been squatting down and watching closely the whole time.
The big dark-haired stud had seen his henchman's donkey-sized dong expand and vibrate as it shot its wad.
He had seen the way Viveca's flushed cheeks hollowed inward as she sucked.
He had watched her bloated, wet red lips curl and sluice around the fat prong wedged between them.
He saw the driblet of come which oozed out of the corner of her mouth and trickled down her comely neck.
All of this turned him on incredibly. He was slowly stroking his own ten inch whanger as he watched the hot captive slut suck off Brutus Grunch's foot long meatiness.
Brutus released Viveca's head with a gutteral grunt, and the gasping girl sat back on her haunches, breathing hard, her face flushed, tears glistening in her startled eyes.
Hank reached out and grabbed her by the shoulder, wrenching her around so that she was looking at him.
Without a word, he pushed her down on the cold flagstones, so that she was lying on her back.
Her hands were tied behind her and were painfully wedged between her and the floor.
His hot, coal-like eyes raked over her nubile, trembling form, moving from the succulent raspberry-red nubbins which capped her firm, pillowy breasts to her soft, sloping belly, to her lambent, triangular pubic bush.
He ran his hands down her body, digging his fingers tightly into her thighs and roughly pulling them apart, spreading her pouting pussy lips.
He ogled the glistening pink jewels of her virginal vagina, strumming his calloused thumb reflectively across the tiny button of her demure clitoris.
Viveca gave a little startled cry, her body bucking with unwitting excitement as electric charges of blinding pleasure flushed through her lower body.
What was he DOING down there? How come that felt so GOOD??
Hank grinned, and inserted his fat thumb in her, tight, clutching hole, which had grown all hot and moist while she had sucked off Brutus.
Lustily, he pumped his thumb in and out, in and out of her vaginal orifice, watching as she sighed and squirmed and whimpered from this touch.
He was slowly pumping his rock hard meat with his other hand.
Abruptly, he drew his thumb out of her tight twat and scrambled on top of her, his huge, hairy, brawny body looming over hers.
Viveca felt her knees get kicked wide apart, and stared up as the broad, hairy chest of her captive descended on her face.
She felt something huge and fat and sticky press against her puckered pussy lips, distending them and sliding up against her tight, narrow, unviolated vaginal chute.
A shock of terror cascaded through her as she realized what the brutish millionaire intended to do.
He was going to fuck her! He was going to put his big thing inside her and pump it around!!
And he was so BIG!!
She had caught a glimpse of the mammoth manmeat which sprouted between his muscular legs, and she shuddered in trepidation.
It wasn't as huge as Brutus', but it surely was a large whanger, and she knew it was going to hurt like the dickens.
How in the world could a man manage to put something that size inside of a girl's tight little hole??
She was shortly to find out...
Hank Dubloon wasted very little time. He planted his hands on either side of her body, raising himself in a push-up position above her.
His fat heart-shaped cock-head was wedged securely against the small, puckered notch of her cuntal chasm.
He tensed the muscles in his hard, hairy ass, and gritted his teeth, twisting his features in a diabolical grin.
Then, with a savage grunt, he lunged forward with all his might, the muscles in his arms and legs tensing as his pelvis slammed down on top of her.
The enormous prick stretched her tender snatch wide, plowing brutally inside her girlish chute, tearing down her hymenal walls as though they were made of tissue, hammering its way deeply inside of her agonized body until the fat tip mashed up against her cervix.
Viveca arched her back and her violent, echoing screams ricocheted off the walls of the cavernous chamber.
"NOOOOOOO!! T-TAKE IT OUT!!! OW^WWWWWWWW!! Y-YOU'RE KILLING ME!! AIEEEEEEEEEE!" she shrieked, tossing her blonde tresses from side to side in a frenzy of agony, her pretty face contorted, her body writhing like a frantic eel.
But Hank had her pinned to the ground with his huge, hulking, hard body, his ten inch truncheon skewering her middle.
He grunted in satisfaction, feeling the tightness of her heated, glove-like sheath encompassing and spasmodically milking at his thick, steely tool.
Hell, she was nice and tight! He began to lustily fuck the sobbing, agonized blonde, churning his powerful hips back and forth, his long, rigid boner squelching in and out of her satiny interior like a well-oiled piston.
Each time he slammed his horsedick up her sweet, clenching cunt, his big balls whipped up and slapped against her buttocks.
He stared down at her face, watching her scream and cry and beg him to stop. He watched the way her boobs flopped up and down and round and round as he slammed into her belly again and again.
He smiled diabolically. Yeah, he got off on that! He got off on the bitch's pain! That's what it was all about!
He twitched his big meaty rod inside of her, undulating his hips, humping back and forth, back and forth, his giant truncheon pumping into her faster and faster, harder and harder.
Through the haze of pain which obscured her vision and made her sob and writhe as if she were on fire, another sensation was making itself known.
Pleasure. A dark, billowing pleasure was seeping through her tender, ravaged pussy tunnel, coursing through her violated flesh, setting her lusty adolescent blood on fire.
Each time his big, hard rod plowed up inside of her now, a little electric explosion of carnal delight began to trickle through her loins, spreading through her body like lava.
Her screams died down, and she was moaning and whimpering and gasping now, tossing her; head back and forth, pumping her hips frantically up against the hard, brutal thrusts.
Hank grinned down at her and said huskily, "Like that, don't ya, slut? Like that big, thick cock slamming up between your hot legs, huh? That's what you're made for, cunt! You're a machine made for gettin' fucked! Yeah! Take it, slut! Take it!"
He was pounding into her harder and harder, and he could tell by the way his balls were twitching that it wouldn't be much longer before he would shoot a huge wad if he wasn't careful.
Over his shoulder, he saw that Brutus was standing there, watching the proceedings with glistening salacious eyes and a lewd grin.
The big, barbaric stud was pumping his pecker, which was hard again and throbbing lustily, saturated with Viveca's saliva.
Quickly, Hank grabbed tightly to Viveca's hips, skewering her all the way on his ten inch erection and holding himself inside of her tightly.
Then, with a grunt, he dragged her forward and rolled over on his back, pulling her on top of him so that she was straddling his hips and riding up and down on his upright tumescence.
He gripped her tightly by the hips and lifted and dropped her repeatedly on his hard, heated boner, watching as she writhed and groaned in mindless ecstasy, her luscious boobs bouncing up and down as she rode him.
He glanced at Brutus and smiled, nodding to him silently.
Brutus' eyes lit up and he grinned wolfishly, uttering a harsh excited guffaw, licking his lips hungrily.
Brutus lumbered forward and dropped down on his knees next to Viveca and Hank.
The big imbecilic lout watched the girl's lithe, willowy body twist and churn wantonly on top of Hank's hard, muscular physique.
Brutus' small piggish eyes were fixated on the high, dimpled orbs of Viveca's ass cheeks which quivered and bounced as she rose and dropped.
He reached out and gripped hold of the fleshy cheeks, squeezing them hard, kneading them in his strong, coarse fingers.
He dug his thumbs into the flesh and peeled the cheeks back, revealing the wrinkly, pink 'O' shaped circle of her tight, demure little anus.
Brutus' lewd grin widened, and he gave a little gutteral grunt of excitement.
He lumbered forward, straddling his master's legs so that he was facing Viveca from behind.
He ran his hands up her slender waist and reached around, gripping and squeezing her bobbing boobies.
Then, he fisted his big rod and hunched forward until the fat fist-like tip squeezed between the hot cheeks of her melon-smooth buttocks.
He squirmed forward until his moist, sticky cockhead mashed against the slick, winking maw to her rectal orifice, and then he gripped her tightly about the waist.
He felt the heat of her rectum clench around the tip of his glans, kindling his libidinal fires, especially as Viveca squirmed and bounced on Hank's cock, causing her asshole to wink and suck at the tip of Brutus' massive phallus.
He dug his hands hard into her waist and gritted his strong white teeth.
He uttered a bestial roar and heaved forward with all his might, shoving forward and upward, spearing her astonished guts on his twelve inch whanger.
For a brief instant her stubborn, clenching sphincter muscle resisted the savage onslaught.
But then, it stretched, and stretched, and stretched some more, as inch after inch of the enormous, equine member forced its way deeply inside of the girl's virginal colon, driving up into her guts.
White hot pain slammed through Viveca's bowels, as though someone had forced a flaming poker up her butt.
She gave a piercing shriek, desperately trying to squirm away from the huge obstacle which was being shoved up her aching, throbbing butt-hole.
But she couldn't move!
Brutus rammed forward hard until all twelve inches of his barbed lance were securely lodged inside her quivering, aching asshole.
He grunted in satisfaction, feeling her sphincter muscle snap securely around the base of his pulsating erection.
Then, he started to churn his hips vigorously back and forth, sliding his hefty meatiness in and out, in and out of her deep, oven-hot guts.
Hank Dubloon gazed up into Viveca's pain-contorted features and grinned savagely.
He continued to heave his hips up and down, ramming his hefty boner deep into her twitching pussy.
He could feel Brutus' mammoth ramrod through the thin, delicate membrane which separated the girl's two sexual passages, and as they two hulking studs began to savagely fuck the sobbing, ravaged sixteen year old blonde, their big, iron-hard boners slid in and out, rolling against one another lewdly inside of her hot, slick body.
Viveca's senses were reeling. Her loins and bowels were on fire.
She couldn't believe how stuffed she felt! Both of her tunnels were completely clogged by a combined twenty-two inches of rigid, heavy, hefty manmeat!
The logs of flesh and gristle continued to batter in and out of her ceaselessly, and through the pain the pleasure returned.
She was loving it. She loved the way those big meaty members slammed up inside of her so cruelly.
She liked the way the big studs mashed their muscular, sweaty bodies against hers.
She liked the way Brutus hands were digging so cruelly into her breasts, so that the flesh squelched between his knuckles and her aching nipples were flattened against his sweaty palms.
Her head was swimming in carnal delirium.
She sobbed in ecstasy, tossing back her head and churning her body violently back and forth, slamming her buttocks against Brutus' hard, hairy thighs and then mashing her pelvis down upon Hank Dubloon's pounding pecker.
The two hard, huge honkers wedged inside of her were too much for the comely, lusty sixteen year old blonde to withstand for long.
Strange things began to happen deep inside of her. A fluttering sensation coursed through her loins, building and building.
Then, she climaxed. Rockets and explosions tore through her writhing, twisting, bouncing, nubile girlish body.
She uttered a piercing shriek of utter delight, tears streaming down her cheeks as she came and came and came.
Her hot juices squirted unctuously around Hank Dubloon's pounding pecker.
Her tight, clenching sphincter muscle spasmed and convulsed and tugged at Brutus' hefty, plowing member.
The two men felt her starting to come and redoubled their efforts, manhandling her brutally, their breaths spraying from between their teeth in blasting grunts.
They hammered their big meaty peckers up her twitching orifices harder and harder, faster and faster.
Finally, they both roared like rutting bulls, jabbing their enormous, vein-etched truncheons deeply into her and spraying her full of their thick, hot, white juices.
The big, shrinking dongs squelched out of Viveca's aching orifices with moist popping sounds.
The two men clambered to their feet, panting hard, their massively muscular bodies glistening with sweat.
They stared down at the quivering, sobbing heap Viveca made on the floor.
Hank looked at Brutus and said huskily, "Get out the tit clamps."